Day Three – Saturday, May 30th
Even though most of us probably really wanted to just sleep in, we couldn’t because we were scheduled for both a boat and van tour of the city. Luckily instead of the original plan of up and ready by 9:30am, the tour guides pushed it down to 11:30am. First stop was the boat tour. The best part of the tour I might add. We docked at this place that looked like would be their version of San Francisco’s Pier 39. The boat tour was kinda like the Bay Cruise we have here, but 10x better! The boat tour brought us to see celebrity homes. Basically the portion of the tour they call “Star Island.” The first house we saw was the house used to film the movie “Scarface.” It looked exactly how it did when the movie was filmed! On the left of that house is Rosie O’Donell’s house. We also got to see the following houses: Gloria Estefan, Julio Iglesias (some of you might know him better as Enrique Iglesias’ dad), Shaquille O’Neil, Vanilla Ice (before he became broke), Elizabeth Taylor, P. Diddy, Phillip Frost (he’s the CEO of a big pharmaceutical company called, OPKO Health, Inc., and basically the man who provides every man with Viagra LOL), and houses they used to film Miami Vice. Along the tour, we also went pass this island called Beer Island. It’s basically an island, where you don’t need to bring anything but a cooler of beer, and when I say you don’t need anything, that’s clothes included. LOL It’s known as a nude island. Another island we went pass was an island where it basically has everything you will ever need to survive. The cost to stay is over a GEE! People who are known to stay there are stars like Oprah and Mariah Carey. One interesting useless fact that I’ve learned on that boat ride was that the Hard Rock Café by the water is the only Hard Rock Café in the world without the giant guitar in the front, because one of the Hurricane Wilma took it, and they decided not to replace it. LOL That’s all.
The van tour wasn’t that interesting except for the fact that it made me wish I too had a freaken $1Million house, so I’m not gonna even bother write about it. LMAO! Although we did get to drive through Lil Havana, where you will find all the Cubans, we didn’t bother to stop there either. We were all too tired and hungry, and I think the fact that the mosquitoes made a buffet out of us the night before didn’t help either. LOL So we just had the tour guide drop us off at the restaurant where we were planning on having dinner for that night, Texas de Brazil (www.texasdebrazil.com). Texas de Brazil will get you full! It’s like the Espetus we have in the city. Same concept. Waiters walk around with swords of meat, and you just grab what you want. Delish! Jon and I have been to Espetus in the city, so I already knew that it wouldn’t be a good idea to fill up my plate with the stuff from the salad bar. So I kept telling everyone, “Don’t fill up your plates!” But did they listen? Nope, they all filled up their plates. LOL So when the swords of meat came, everyone felt overwhelmed. LOL Other than that, we all left there really full. After Texas de Brazil, we headed back to our hotel, and decided to just lie in the beach before it was time to get ready for the last club of our vacay.
(Pic: The "Scarface" House.)
(Pic: Al Capone's body guards and securities house. LOL That's his house in the back.)
(Pic: The House of Viagra. $10,000 a palm tree! Imported from South Africa.)The last club we went to was Club Karu & Y. This club was supposed to be the club all the celebrities and athletes go to. Let me tell you now, I didn’t see anybody famous. LOL Right when we got there, I already got a bad vibe. The stupid valet guy opens his big mouth, and with his luck, I was the one beside him, and he says, “I’ve never seen so many Chinese people in one place my whole life.” Oh hell! Here we go again! I turn to him and start yelling, “We ain’t no fucken Chinese! We some fucken Filipinos! Get your facts straight before you say shit!” And here come my cousin April from behind, “We fucken Filipino! You just gone insulted us with that shit!” LOL That fool was backing away “Filipino. Okay. Filipino.” I don’t know what’s wrong with these people. They like seriously never saw a Filipino before! Vanessa Minnillo is Filipino. Vanessa Hudgens is Filipino. Heck! Even Tia Carrere is Filipino! What’s wrong with these people? So freaken ignorant! What I should have said to him was, “And what are you, Mexican?” Shit, let’s see how much he would have liked that. We had bottle service again that night, but I think I would have been happier without it. I wasn’t feelin the vibe inside. They had their strobe lights constantly on! I swear if I suffered from epilepsy, I probably would have had a seizure right then and there. And it was soooo hot! I didn’t even get a chance to dance yet, and I was already dripping sweat. Luckily they had this nice set up in the back. White couches everywhere…..open cabanas…..very nice. So Dana, Goldie, Roselle and I ended up kicken it outside most of the time, because it felt more refreshing to be outside rather than inside. Before you knew it, our whole party was outside too, and we ended up just having fun out there. Sheesh, if we only knew it was gonna be like that, then it would have saved us $50 each.
(Pic: The other girls were laggin, so me and Goldie (the only two in Miami who have the hardest time getting tan) decided to take pictures.)
(Pic: Jas, Rosal, Jaimie, Roselle, April (The Bride-to-Be), Dana, Me, and Goldie at Club Karu & Y)After the club, we got hungry. So before going back to the hotel, we asked Victor (He was our tour guide earlier during the day, but became our official driver after that. LOL) if he could bring us somewhere to buy food. We ended up going to some pizza place near our hotel. OMG! Worst pizza place ever! EVER! All the workers were possibly drunk. In fact, I think they WERE drunk, because I saw some of them with cups of beer in their hands. They seemed more focus about what we looked like, because one of them kept asking Jas if she was from freaken Thailand! Anyhow, even just buying our food was so irritating. Okay, you got 10 girls in there ordering (Rosal stayed in the van with April because she was finished for the night, and two of the other ladies left the club early.), and you have all 10 girls ordering different kinds of slices. Common sense now, wouldn’t you think that each girl who stood in line for a pizza was going to pay for their own pizza? Why these fools ring it up all together? What if we didn’t even know each other? Then the way they gave it to us, was they just put it on top of two paper plates. If it weren’t for Jas to recommend putting all the pizzas into one big box, then we would have all been holding pizzas on our laps. OMG! I don’t know. It was just all a big mess. I wish I got the name of that pizza place, because I would tell everyone never to go there. The pizza wasn’t good either.
To be continued . . . .
No comments:
Post a Comment